The postcard is (obviously) of a herd of elk. And I assumed it was a herd of Elk from Atlin, because, well, that's where my head was. But when you are doing history, you have to be a little more on the ball than that. If you take a look, printed on the front of the card is: "COPYRIGHT 1911 BY S. N. LEEK," and on the back is printed: "Copyright 1911 by S. N. Leek, Jackson, Wyo." as well as: "Portland, Oregon July, 1912."
When I was a kid, several times we went down to Yamhill Oregon to visit Uncle George and Aunty Gladys - two unmarried children of Uncle Alec - an incredibly old, deaf man who scared me (he died in 1973 at the age of 89 when I was 4, so when I knew him I was really little and not used to the elderly - and, well, he was grouchy!). Alec had come to Oregon from Scotland and was one of my Great-Grandmother's brothers. He and his wife, Helen (ore Ellen or Nella - depending on which census you are looking at - I bet she had a thick accent and the recorders couldn't understand her) had 7 children, I believe.
I have some wonderful memories of the visits we made to Oregon to see Uncle George and Aunty Gladys. They had a farm and we got to collect eggs and play on the hay bales. But the barn is what I remember the most - George had dairy cows and I remember that old, dilapidated barn (you can just barely see it in the photo below). One year, a distant "cousin" of mine (don't ask his name, I don't know it) were plopped on the back of a rather sedate bull of George's. Here's proof (and an image of me as a grubby farm kid):